Listen, kid: We've been hearing that crap ever since we were at UCLA. We're out there busting my buns every night. Tell your old man to drag Walton and Lanier up and down the court for 48 minutes.

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You know what? they bought their tickets; they knew what they were getting into. I say let 'em crash.

Yes, he looked at us and said, "Doc ... some time, when the crew is up against it, and the breaks are beating the boys, tell 'em to get out there and give it all they've got. And win just one for the Zipper. I don't know where I'll be then Doc, he said. But I won't smell too good. That's for sure."